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November
15 , 2009
‘From
Barren into Birthing Pangs’
Reverend
Philip Cable
Based on 1 Samuel 1:4-20, 2:1-10, and Mark 13:1-8
(Lead the Congregation up to the balcony (literally or figuratively) with
Love (means leaving the option for people to stay down and not climb the
stairs.) Sit them in the pews.)
I think when Jesus climbed to the Mount of Olives
…. leading his closest disciples
…. his best students
…. the real keeners
and sat them down looking out over the city of Jerusalem;
looking down over the Roman occupied, multi-racial, multi-tribal city;
I think he knew just exactly what he was doing. From this vantage point
a great deal of the city, the big picture of this urban life could be
taken in at one glance, with one sweep of the eyes and turn of the head.
There down below and across from them the massive stones of the temple
structure and all it stood for shifted into a new and maybe more manageable
perspective. It was as if from this place of distance, from this perspective,
from this vantage point the massive stone fort like bastion of the temple,
the centre of Religious practice for so many of the citizens had been
shrunk as if into a manageable crushing size.
Have you ever played that game of squashing heads? I think it was ‘The
Kid’s in the Hall’ that brought it back into our everyday
thinking. That childhood game of picking out your perceived enemies across
the room, across the auditorium, in the cafeteria, getting them in the
view between your thumb and index finger and squishing them, or just their
heads with your imagination. Seeing your bully down the street and imaginatively
squishing them before you turn and go a way that will avoid confrontation.
Imagine had Hanna only had this tool to humorously deal with her bully
taunter Peninnah.
I think it was as if Jesus intentionally brought his closest disciples
up on that mountain side to not just face off against the imposing occupying
Roman government and army … a force far beyond any military or economic
capacity that he could muster … but to face off against the very
centre of Jewish Religious life … the temple itself and the sacrificial
observance practice which completely lost sight of the God who pays close
and particular attention to barren midlife women like Hanna. The God who
pays attention to Hanna not for her personal gain, a beautiful ideal cuddly
little boy for her to hold onto, dote on and grasp as a treasured trophy
into her old age. No an infant Samuel to be offered to serve the God whose
goal it is to lift the poor out of ashes and dust. A God whose goal is
to feed the hungry and send the rich away empty handed.
I think when Jesus climbed the Mount of Olives with his closest disciples,
his best students and sat them down looking over the temple it was to
face off with the structure of the temple;
- not just it’s imposing stone and architecture, belying the power
abuse of humanities addiction to empire building; attempts to turn faith
and faithfulness into exercises of building the biggest and most indestructible
fort or ramparts.
-and not just facing off with the churches governing structures which
had sold out all integrity to the occupying force of Rome … the
political and economic system of their day.
- But to face off against that place deep in themselves, deep in their
soul and psyche, which had lost touch with their ancient biblical story
of a God who liberates and frees those who’s lives have become enslaved
by the occupying forces and religious structures and activities of their
day.
From this particular vantage point he wanted to remind them of Barren
Hanna, misunderstood, bullied Hanna, crying out for a son to dedicate
to God’s vision of restoration, liberation, justice seeking and
healing.
Why?
He wanted them to remember how barren the current Jerusalem and religious
establishment left them feeling. He wanted to put that bareness in perspective.
He wanted them to see just how transient the seemingly impenetrable powers
of those political and religious structures could be … just like
the mortar on this building. Time and the power of faithful creative choices,
even fateful actions could take it all away … and like the freed
Hebrew tribes from Egypt these disciples, students, keeners could be freed
to birth the new day and the long held vision of God.
One never to pull wool blinders over our eyes, always modeling clarity
and transparency Jesus refers to the forces of time and history ….
warring factions, famine, earthquakes. He refers to all of these for what
they simply are … an intricate part of the ongoing birthing pangs
in the delivery process of our co-Creation with God of God’s vision
of Love, Life, Vibrancy and Beauty.
Next week, next Sunday morning we will gather in this space below us for
a congregational meeting to set some choices and directions for the co-creative
birthing process God calls us into as a congregation at this particular
time in our faith journey together.
Some of us might be feeling a bit like Hannah, on the barren side as our
feelings might be overwhelmed by empty pews... or by the lack of a fully
emerged, delivered and deliverable plan for our future directions at EHP.
Like Hannah … we all need to have our anxieties met, listened too
and nurtured by a pre-pregnancy coach. Eli, the old priest may at first
have misunderstood Hannah’s anxiety and made a wrong assumption.
Every pastor that has ever graced this church has made their pastoral
mistakes or miscalculations. But he does hang in there with her. He hears
her deep desire and prayers all the way through. Hears the depth of her
faithfulness and commitment to God and God’s way and will.
And from that place of deep prayerful listening he can gently encourage
her to relax and trust that God’s Love and blessing will enter her.
Eli’s prayer is that she be able to breathe deeply with trust that
God will hear her prayer and impregnate her life with God’s new
life and vibrancy.
We know Hannah heard the love and care in this coaching and relaxed. We
know this because her appetite was restored.
I wonder if we disciples here at EHP could pause, and breathe deeply,
and pray that God would restore our appetites for feeding on God’s
word, scripture. Could our appetites be so restored that we would take
the time over God’s good word and share it with one another like
a fine multi course meal prepared with great love and grace. Not a fast
food drive through window serving of scripture, conversation and prayer.
But a fine multi-course meal, each bite taken in with wonder, savored,
relished, chewed a bit and held on the pallet to let every good flavour,
and every luscious aroma nurture and feed our souls, open our minds, imaginations
and spirits?
Could we nurture each other to pause and breathe deeply and enter the
long silences of prayer? Prayers like Hannah’s generous desire to
become pregnant with nothing short of God’s full vision of peace,
salvation and justice.
Could we pause, and breathe and pray … for paths of truly healthy
living, actions of healthy community building and nurture?
Could we pause and breathe and pray to let go of whatever blocks God’s
Love, vision and hope from being firmly planted in our being, in our imaginations,
and in our loving actions?
May we pause and breathe and pray to be led to that spiritual place, that
mountain side vantage point which gives us nothing short of Christ’s
miraculous perspective … and offers to truly transform us into instruments
of great imaginative vision, inspired dreams and joyful service of the
only worthwhile goals Justice, profound Forgiveness and abiding Peace.
God will show us how to do this, where to find the time, how to nurture
and open the space, if we allow the volume on our anxiety to be turned
down. The first step is to just observe the level of anxious static that
has so become our background noise in life that we have forgotten to listen
with faith. The faith that we have is enough … and like Hannah our
thoughtful and soulful prayer will be heard and answered. All who hunger
in spirit and body will be fed by our gracious and loving God moving and
acting through our faithful lives and creative life choices.
The
Rev. Philip Cable
Minister; Emmanuel Howard Park United Church.
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